Seasons
Spring
I remember it was spring, of that year when we met.
Natures beauty, new love, so passionate.
The early spring flowers, young lovers in life,
So strong was our passion, would you be my wife?
Summer
The warm sun, the bright days, we laughed oh so often.
Our love in full bloom, our hearts in full blossom.
Fall
Fall colors such beauty, but nights turn to cold
Part of life’s cycle, we start to grow old.
We laugh and we cry, our love still remains.
We embrace with such joy, and share all the pains.
Winter
And now I’m alone, the nights seem so long.
With a shiver or two, I don’t feel as strong.
Oh, for just, one more springtime with you.
My heart would reblossom, from the love we both new.
I remember our joys, the seasons we shared.
I remember our love and the way we both cared.
The nights still grow colder, the fire becomes dim.
I pray to be warmed, by my memories within.
Copyright Tom Welch
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